Hu Baili's words puzzled Zhang Fan. Hadn't the Western Realm Great Emperor appointed him to govern the Western Realm? What enemies could there still be?
Hu Baili told Zhang Fan, "This enemy is the sleeping guardian of the Western Realm, the Dark Azure Dragon, Lamya!"
Buffett shuddered at the name and hurriedly asked, "Didn't Lamya die already?"
In response to Buffett's confusion, Hu Baili shook his head. "Lamya was gravely wounded in the first Viter War, but he didn't die. The Western Realm Great Emperor merely placed him deep within the universe to recover."
Zhang Fan quickly asked, "Why do I get the feeling you're afraid of him?"
Hu Baili frowned. "In terms of strength, the current Overlord probably isn't even half as powerful as Lamya at his peak. As for military power, Lamya still has an army numbering in the quintillions, spread across sixty thousand galaxies in the Western Realm."
Zhang Fan could barely comprehend a number like ten quintillion. Compared to that, his mere ten million members of the Insect Race didn't even qualify as ants.
"That's far too powerful. What's the point of fighting? My goal is for humanity to return to Earth and develop safely. I'm supposed to offend an enemy that powerful just to get Earth's Star Chart? Am I insane? I'm not fighting."
This wasn't a matter of backing down in the face of difficulty anymore. It was utterly impossible. Better to settle in some quiet corner. Humanity's survival was far too insignificant, after all. He could endure every hardship imaginable, only for a single shot to wipe out the entire Solar System.
In the end, it would all be in vain. He might as well let humanity live and multiply on Second Earth. If all else failed, he could submit to the Western